This is a song about "Weed blunts hoes stunting"

Im loaded, blunts loaded

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Two aks and a box of blunts

Real light jab to opponents

Young roy be stunting , liars steady running

Roses by the dozen, everyday i'm hustling

More than 5 blunts in rotation

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes